[h/t Internet Septic Tank Engineer]
[Found here.]
Amboy Dukes. [Found here, where Urban Infidel has posted vids of OWS racism.]
Things have been busy around TR HQ, and I almost forgot the first post of 2012! Happy New Year evahbubby!
Monty Python’s Terry Gilliam’s 1968 Christmas Card is classic. [Found here.]
What a voice! Darlene Love sings her 1963 hit in 1993.
Brian Setzer rockin’ out from a few years ago with “Dig That Crazy Santa Claus.”
Three vids is enough for tonight. Have a Merry Christmas Eve.
[h/t Juan Epstein]
Praying Mantis, Praying Mantis, does whatever a Praying Mantis does.
Awesome Aussie RiddimReggae Rock.
Toots & The Maytals’ Pressure Drop.
Sharon Jones & The Dap Kings got the Southpaw.
Dang. Too much too little too late, but that gets me five. Have a great weekend. See you all tomorrow.
Willie Dixon’s “Nervous.” (Dixon was one of the most prolific bluesmen of his time, and was a stutterer in real life, rarely sang because of it.)
“19th Nervous Breakdown” is a cool limp synch by the Anti-Beatles.
Gatemouth Brown was awesome, played Texas blues/swing with finesse and class.
Short post for Saturday as I’m out of town. See you back here tomorrow with more BoogedyBoogedy.
Have a great weekend, folks, and be back here tomorrow for more hot muffins from the internest.
“Ol’ 55” became one of my favorite Tom Waits songs once I found that The Eagles only did a cover.
“Diddy Wah Diddy” is one of my favorite Leon Redbone songs, even though it was a cover of Blind Blake’s original, not to be confused with Bo Diddley’s DWD. that was covered by Captain Beefheart as well as The Fabulous Thunderbirds (All four versions linked are worth a listen because Bunk knows what Diddy Wah Diddy means.)
The Remains‘ version of Bo Diddley’s song is, um, a version, but the retroness kinda makes up for the lameness of the Boston band’s cover.
Willy “Mink” DeVille was a punk rocker before the Sex Pistols screwed it all up. Moon Martin’s “Cadillac Walk” was a classic, and DeVille did a great cover.
The Black Keys just blow me away, and not just because of the retro rock sound. A 3-man group has to be good to crank, but for two guys to load and pull the trigger is pure awesome.
Have a great weekend folks. Be back here tomorrow.
This is the biggest little airport, and it’s awesome. [via]
How to eat spaghetti correctly. Buster Keaton and Fatty Arbuckle in 1918.
How to rock correctly. Gene Vincent in 1964.
Dedicated to the OWS crowd who can’t figure it out on their own.
Doug and the Slugs was a great bar band, fronted by the late Doug Bennett. and there’s proof.
Have a great weekend folks. Bunk off.
Rosemary Clooney‘s “Blues in the Night.” A Hooey Da Hoo-ee.
Classic Clapton jam from 2007, featuring Derek Trucks. Nice version, even with Clapton’s guitar feed dropping out midway through.
Derek Trucks is married to Susan Tedeschi, and here she is backed by Jimmie Vaughan and Double Trouble.
Double Trouble took it’s name from this Otis Rush song.
Let’s wrap it up with some awesome boogie woogie with Memphis Slim from 1975. Have a great weekend, folks, and we’ll see you tomorrow for more fun.
“Waves are not measured in feet and inches, they are measured in increments of fear.” Buzzy Trent
Surfing is nothing but controlled falling in moving water, but this is a jaw dropper. Garrett McNamara is a professional big wave surfer who travels a world wide circuit, and on this particular outing off the shores of Portugal, he caught a rogue wave, estimated to be 90 feet tall at the crest. Here’s another take:
Garrett McNamara caught a monstrous wave Tuesday off Nazaré in Portugal, but did the wave face measure anywhere close to 90 feet, as a witness in the surfer’s group implied and as news reports suggested? Is it the largest wave ever ridden, as stated in the headline of a news release issued after the epic tow-surfing session?
Both points are debatable based on footage provided by McNamara to GrindTv.com, for its Tuesday afternoon post on the surfer’s incredible ride.
It was, without doubt, an amazing performance by the big-wave surfing icon from Hawaii. The wave face, however, does not appear to measure 90 feet. It’s worth noting, though, that footage captured from up high or far away, as was mostly the case here (there is some helmet-cam footage), can be misleading.
According to the folks who were there:
McNamara, a big-wave surfing icon from Hawaii, was riding large waves with Andrew Cotton and Al Mennie when three gigantic waves appeared on the outside. Cotton used a personal watercraft to tow McNamara onto the massive shoulder of one of those rogue waves. Mennie was siting in the channel on another vessel, acting as lifeguard, and described the event: “Everything seemed to be perfect, the weather, the waves. Both Cotty and I rode two big ones in the 60-foot-plus range and then when Garrett got on the rope a wave, maybe 30 feet bigger, came out of the canyon.
A fifteen-foot tall wall of water intimidates many surfers, but the guys who get the most credit are those running the towing operation on huge offshore breaks. They time the swells, estimate the breaks, and after dropping their cargo of brass balls off of a multi-story tower of water, manage to escape with their lives.
Fortunately, most of us don’t deal with that kind of awe-inspiring death-defying thrill-seeking bravado because we can be internet dare-devils instead.
[Crossposted here.]
I love the retro sound of The Black Keys, and I dance like that guy.
[h/t to garycooper]
I can’t play harmonica and guitar at the same time. Heck I can’t play guitar and sing either. Okay, my guitar playing sucks, I can’t sing and my harp is middling.
Benjamin Tehoval amazes me. [h/t to Bagua.]
Slim Harpo‘s “Scratch My Back” with a nice vid attached.
The Marcels‘ “Blue Moon” is a classic. They recorded their 1961 hit in just two takes – and the recordings are almost indistinguishable from each other.
The late Stéphane Grappelli‘s version of “Blue Moon” is closer to the 1934 original, and it’s a pretty song to end this post with.
Have a great weekend folks. Come back here tomorrow for more inanity.